‘Scar!’ He called again. A slow smirk spread across Scarlett’s face as she got an idea… Ross’s eyes were still tightly shut as she hurried a...ross the room. She gently removed his hand from his cock and replaced it with her mouth. His eyes snapped open and his dick throbbed between her lips. ‘S-sc-scarlett?’ He stuttered out, unsure whether or not he was dreaming. Certain that he must be, he decided to go with it. He thrust up into her hand and reveled in the feeling of her skin against his. She. “Yeah, and…” “Well, I’ve never gotten that far with him.” “I’ll tell ya why.” He said. And piqued my interest to the point where I took a step closer to him. “Yer cock is too damn long for him to take.” He said with a chuckle and a glance at it. “I told him I’d go easy on him.” I lamented. “Well, I’ll tell ya,” He said. With laughter and another longer look at my stiffer. “If I had to try and handle what you got, I think I’d have to tell ya no. Especially if you wanna put that fucker in me. But. . ok! I'll tell you why he licks himself, but remember, you did ask me to explain things. Will you promise to tell the truth?" I asked her."Yes." she said, as she nodded her head in excitment."Ok. . . so when you have a bath or are in your bed at night, do you ever touch between your legs? Don't be shy. If you do, then say so. Believe me, you'd be very unusual if you don't." I said."Ummmm . . . yeah - - I do sometimes." she said as she blushed quickly in the face."Does your sister?" I asked."I. She got it in her mind that I needed to sleep with Beth and do such a good job that she would be jealous of what Tracy had. I can't figure out women. I don't know if it is me attracting the crazy ones or not, but Tracy had me tied up in knots trying to figure out if this was some kind of test.Tuesday night Mrs. A, Mom, and Tracy picked out my wardrobe. I was surprised when they did not go with the suit. They went with a fitted black t-shirt made out of some kind of silky stretchy material. It.